Ralph felt even more victorious the more Heather acted this way. With a smug smile, he turned and approached the bottle of red wine he had prepared earlier and slowly poured the liquid into two wine glasses. He was not concerned about her words, as if everything was under his control.
Heather noticed his actions and followed behind him but stopped after taking one step.
With two wine glasses, Ralph turned around and faced her. “We’re finally getting the things most important to us. Don’t you think it calls for a celebration? Let us toast to our successful cooperation!”
Heather only looked at him for a moment before taking the glass. After seeing Ralph gulp the drink, she put the glass closer to her lips and took a sip. Then she stretched her arm out again. “The book.”
“Haha…” Ralph looked at her outreached hand. She had her palm facing up; her many fine lines and thin calluses differed from other girls with soft hands. With one look, one could tell those were traces from practicing kickboxing all year round.
Smiling, Ralph stared at her palm when suddenly a strange thought flashed across his mind. However, the feeling he got disappeared before he could figure out what it was.
He took out his phone and showed her a few pictures he had taken. “Take a look. Is that what you want?”
With that, Heather narrowed her eyes to look at the pictures and the words on the screen carefully. Before she could look at them enough, he suddenly retracted his hand and smiled mysteriously. “I’m not lying to you about it, am I?”
“You’re not thinking you can finish this off by just showing me a few photos on your phone, are you?” Scoffing, she asked.
“Of course not! Trust me when I say that I have the item with me. I’m just showing you a sample of it now. You’ve been in business for a few years, so I’m sure you understand that customers would first look at the samples before making orders, don’t you?”
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